I

wish

I

was

a

neu-

tron

bomb

for

once

I

could

go

off

I

wish

I

was

a

sac-

ri-

fice

but

some-

how

still

lived

on

I

wish

I

was

a

sen-

ti-

men-

tal

or-

na-

ment

you

hung

on

The

Chris-

tmas

tree

I

wish

I

was

the

star

that

went

on

top

I

wish

I

was

the

e-

vi-

dence

I

wish

I

was

the

grounds

For

fif-

ty

mil-

lion

hands

up-

raised

and

o-

pen

toward

the

sky

I

wish

I

was

a

sai-

lor

with

some-

one

who

wai-

ted

for

me

I

wish

I

was

as

for-

tu-

nate

as

for-

tu-

nate

as

me

I

wish

I

was

a

mes-

sen-

ger

and

all

the

news

was

good

I

wish

I

was

the

full

moon

shi-

ning

off

a

Ca-

ma-

ro's

hood

I

wish

I

was

an

a-

li-

en

at

home

be-

hind

the

sun

I

wish

I

was

the

sou-

ve-

nir

you

kept

your

house

key

on

I

wish

I

was

the

pe-

dal

brake

that

you

de-

pen-

ded

on

I

wish

I

was

the

verb

'to

trust'

and

ne-

ver

let

you

down